Whether or not We got what it takes Much flotsam and jetsom We leave in our wake
You'll appreciate that There's no turning back I'll go it alone If need be
And how can I quench This burning desire For that bittersweet taste I've yet to acquire?
If all the world's a stage Why wait in the wings? Why be content With those commonplace things Which litter the lives Of the frail and the fey? It's time we were on our way
And how can I quench This burning desire For that bittersweet taste I've yet to acquire?
I made a vow That I'd leave you somehow Somewhere, someplace, sometime You had a hunch When it came to the crunch That I'd change my mind You changed my mind
How can I quench This burning desire For that bittersweet taste I've yet to acquire?